birdsong
Dear Masochists,
It is time to nominate this year's Christmas carol.
Thank you,
Hapless Victim.
EDIT: Following an email enquiry: You are nominating a carol for ME TO SING, as last year!
Yes Quin, I wish they'd bug off too; too many memories of answering the door in my underpants, only to be simultaneously blasted by icy-cold air and a group of trillers too busy singing their piece to give me a chance to run and put something on. "No, you can't have any change, but if you like you can see just how hard nipples can get when snap frozen to 0°C."
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You're doing it again? LMAO. This will be good.
I think I'll just sit back and enjoy this time.
good king wenclesas (is that how you spell it?)
Yay! I can't wait :D
This probably has a proper name, but I only know it as Ding-Dong Merrily on High.
The only reason I can think of for someone choosing the vile Ding Dong! Merrily on High is for the traumatic descant "Gloria!"
Masochist ;)p
Yes, that was the reason. Plus it's kind of jolly whereas many are rather dirge-like. Hosanna in excelsis, babycakes :)
By the way, how come we are masochists and yet you're a victim? It all seems a bit unbalanced. Appropriate, perhaps :P
Hmm... masochists... well... we're the ones that have to listen to it... *duck*
Hehe... he could have meant 'sadists'.
Perfectly imbalanced; I will make your ears bleed, and will likewise suffer doing it. Suffer a measure of embarrassment in any case.
Hey! Just wanted to drop a line and say that you have a cool blog.
PS I wish carol singers would just bugger off!
[Re: EDIT] I'm sure that sight was reward enough :) But what were you doing in your underpants? Don't those people usually turn up in the early evening?
Fortunately you are not qualified to judge the values of the average carol singer.
Regarding the underwear, when at home in London, which I invariably am at Christmas time, I can be in any state of dress depending upon whether the heating is on or not, whether I've been out at all, or who is at home. Shockingly, my family can deal with the sight of me in my scants.
I vote for "Vom Himmel Hoch," all verses, in the soprano key.